JUST WHEN YOU PASS BY !

We lived , we cared ..

We fought , we fared ..

Its just not about the thing we dared ..

But about everything we shared ..

The day we started loving like the rattles in the furs ..

It’s the day I went into the world of metaphors ..

All the clauses bounced like the fumes in the heart ..

And I discovered this small piece of holy sign a-art ..

Never the moon peeked into the mighty sight ..

It just smiled and embraced the too serious fight ..

Just about the way , words understood , to forfeit ..

Again smiled , after the beasts goes hit a fleet, messing up the heartbeat..

Went too fast like a leg nake run in the scorching sun ..

Songs from the fair fatso , poems from the lazy smart bun ..

All things so felt like the pure preaching’s of the naughtiest nun ..

Its said to be the concoction of pure insane emotions and whatt..a fun ..

Caring like a diamond of king Midas who just turn things to gold ..

It’s the desire of the loving legends , feel like a 12 year old ..

Never think of practicality in loving , to avert the heart s fold ..

All about the profound longing till the end and about a hurting tight hold ..

Feel the beautiful ride of affection .. loving the ones in the strife ..

Its too short before you think it is .. like a cutting edge of knife ..

Its just about living and grow love for a wonderful journey too rife ..

Impacting the hearts like a revolution and creating history together for life ..

Feel blessed by the emotions like gliding the wind in a ride of an open jeep ..

Smile all way .. live d emotions making all the lovely memories to heap ..

Make a better creap, to leap and so you actually reap …

Its just not about the strucks and the *beep ..

Contrasting to MR. FROST , feeling so positively deep ..

And miles to love before I weep ..

And miles to love before I weep ..!

-2nd october , 2009 .

A truth of conviction .

Well,

I just generated a quote in my lucid demented head ,

" We should not be opinion makers but opinion takers ".

I narrate to you an incident ,

Sitting with a best friend on a riverside , I just made a casual remark that "How does it matter if this person is thinking the blah-blah stuff for me ?" He answered me smilingly with a tint of naughtiness in his smile " Does it really matter to you ?" . I then answered " Hmm .. it doesn't anyways . But .. Ya ..somewhere it does ".

He then unfazedly retorted " Dude , get a life. No one really bothers what one is upto until one follows the right path ". I exclaimed " Right path ?"

"Yes, right path . " he exaggerated .

"How is it so ?" I claimed .

Here is where the conviction from our minds collided with the words .

" What do you think whatever you do is right ?" He asked .

I replied with assurance " I just follow my heart ".

"Do you really ?".

"Yes,till I can , I do ."

"Well , then you don't need to fear ".

"But why the thing is revolving in my mind ?".

"Because you are your problem ".

"Its a human tendency to think and opinionate about the problems around us " I exclaimed.

"What is your problem then ?". He snapped back.

"I don't like the way its going because its wrong ".

"What's wrong now ?"

He then riposted in a way pointing his fingers to the moon and then asked me " What's your opinion about this white glowing object ?"

I replied in haste . " Well, its a symbol of eternity . "

I then added to it " Even moon has a dark enigmatic spot (chand mein bhi daag hai) ."

He then smiled and replied back " You yourself said it all".

"What ?" I exclaimed again .

He then stayed silent and I din't added back and analysed what he meant by it .

(We are the ones who don't care what we are here for and have opinion about everything around us which leads to a strong conviction of the same .

Why do we do this ?

No , we don't follow our heart but just run away from the surfaced truth .

If we have opinion of everything around us then why we can't take it if others do the same, because we don't have strength to make opinions about our own self .

We are the ones living in the world of convictions and we are the ones dragging our own self in this mysterious ocean of taking us no where but harming our own self subconsciously .

How we take that conviction of others is important and worth a notice for us .

Where truth is , convictions aren't .

This is the truth of conviction .)

I then smiled back to my friend and hugged him .

Returning back , I remember words my dad once said

" BE THE FLOWER , NOT THE BUTTERFLY ".

A coin that turned.

So , here it is a short life turning tale .

Ok , there was a boy who felled in love with an art or you call a so called art . People were being paranoid about him thinking that the boy cannot do this in real .

(flashback) He was general happy and contented boy with what he had and what people used to think of him , till one day he found a coin on the road . Yes , this coin changed him completely . What was the significance of the coin that led a change ? You must be thinking .

The boy picked up the coin . He turned the coin both the sides with a winking smile on his innocent face . What he saw that one side of the coin was completely shining and other was scratched so like the embark on the side was invisibly rough . The boy took that coin with him to the place he lived . While keeping the coin in a jug of water on the balcony that night , he noticed that the shining part of the coin is glittering even more in the moonlight . He slept with a smile on his face as the winter wind touched his face.

The following morning he woke up and went to the balcony where the jug was being kept . He saw the broken pieces of glass scattered there and noticed there was this coin on the floor with some water splashed on it with rough side of coin upwardly faced.

He then realized that the jug was being kept on the narrow wall which faced the direction of the wind which was the reason of broken jug . Soon , he leaned down to pick up the coin , he observed that the rough side was shining palely in the sunshine . That moment he had tears in his eyes . He was in pain .

He then portrayed that the whole situation of the coin was similar what was happening to him .

The wind broke the jug coin fell off , similarly in his life people around him behaved like the wind and underestimated him of the art which was embarked in his life .

Then , the boy went off to a walk and saw an old beggar besides the road . The boy went and gave the coin to him . The beggar was surprised by that coin because of the rough side,the coin hold no value anyway . The beggar then looked in the eyes of the boy and understood the pain . He then kissed the boy on his forehead and told him in his ears " Boy, Don't change " .

The boy went off .

(The beggar came like a sunshine in boy's life) .

While walking again by the road , he smiled again and got his confidence back which changed him completely ever after in life . This then led him following the truth and his heart . Today , he is the master of his art and gradually being loved by all .

The end .